FORBIDDEN PLEASURES
His hands gripped my bare ass under the dress as he carried me straight to the bedroom, kissing me rough the whole way, tongues fighting.
The bedroom was just as luxe as the sitting room,huge king bed with dark sheets, floor-to-ceiling windows, a mirror on one wall perfect for watching. He threw me down on the bed, dress bunched around my waist, tits out, legs spread. His eyes were dark with hunger, cock still out and throbbing from the car.
I was soaked, aching, ready for him to wreck me all weekend. But even as he climbed on top, part of my mind flashed back to Lisa’s creamy fingers and that flirty “by you” line. My pussy clenched harder at the mix of it all.